Hi usm 
I decided to start sharing some of the paranormal experiences I have had in my life. I don't tell many people my stories but I decided this is a place where I can share. I reached far back in my mind and I have some stories to share with everyone from when I was younger. I still experience paranormal events but I want to start with the basic stories. These are all true and I appreciate everyone reading. Beware.... mwahahaha 
This happened when I was about 8 years old. I remember it like it was yesterday. My mom was with my brother in the other room and I was in the living room playing with my toys. Our house was designed that the kitchen, living room, and dinning room were all open and just seperated by walls with doorways. There was an old stand with a radio on it between the living room and dining room. I was sitting on the floor playing with toys when I started to feel like something was there watching me.
Now I have to say the house was haunted. We all seen and heard weird things in the house and we had an upstairs and a downstairs. No one would go downstairs. Everyone was afraid of it. The upstairs consisted of our bedrooms, kitchen, living room, dining room, and bathroom. The downstairs consisted of a living room, another room that my parents turned into a play room with all our toys, and the laundry room. The downstairs was just as big as the upstairs but there was a very weird feeling when you went down there. You felt as if someone was watching you. When people would visit no one stayed down there. Even though there was a toy room downstairs we used it more as storage and would venture down there and grab a handful of toys and run as fast as we could up the stairs.
Back to the story, I was playing with my toys and started to feel as if something was watching me. I heard static and the radio turned on by itself. I walked toward the radio and there was no music only static and then I heard a voice speaking out of the radio. The voice sounded scary and it said, "hello, little girl." I heard static and possibly laughing and I froze. I am not one to scream I usually freeze when I get scared and I just stood there for a little bit, probably only 30 seconds but felt like a long time, and ran to get my mom. As I ran the phone rang and I heard the radio laughing again. I told my mom and she believed me and kept me and my brother out of the living room and in her room for the night.
I never forgot that and it still scares me. More to come!
If anyone has a similar story or wants to share feel free I always enjoy reading!
